So I made this plot with another person who disappeared. So I tried it with someone else who also vanished. I don't think it is that bad. Let's see what you guys think. Maybe I will get someone to take me up on it.
Just quickly I would like someone who can match my length and write properly, other than that I am happy. Oh! And play a male vampire.
Ancients Pretty much never seen, they are the original demons that made vampires or were the first vampires.
Elders (Usually around the 1000 year mark or older) they mostly live in old Europe although there are some in the West.
Masters (200-1000) Skilled vampires who have power and strength even if they are not high in social hierarchy.
Sire (200 upwards) Sires are vampires strong enough not only to create weak vampires but also Childer [See further down] They must be a Master or higher to be a Sire.
Kin: A Childe who no longer feeds from their Sire but isn’t a Master themselves.
Childe - A vampire who is fed their Sire's blood, the more and longer they drink the stronger they get.
lesser vampires - Run of the mill vampires who are created, they are the most common and usually created by each other or childe who want "playmates" or Sires who want someone to watch over their Childe
So I have this Childe character, his Sire was killed by hunters when he was still a new born, but he had fed off enough Sire's blood to make him a Childe not a lesser. Anyways, these hunters captured him and have kept him for the past fifty years to experiment on him. Apart from for a few tests where they gave him human blood he has been fed off pigs and cows blood and is very weak.
I am hoping for someone playing a Master or Elder. Probably a coven leader. The idea is they come after the hunters after they kill a member of their coven, kill the hunters and find the Childe and we can go from there.
So I did a starting post feel free to read it. If you want to dive right in just PM me your reply XD that would be fun.
The young vampire perked up smelling the cold pigs blood as it was carried down the stairs, it tasted horrible but it was all he had had to eat for a long time. Since he had been bought here he had watched his captors age and change, he knew it had been a long time. Sitting up on the small camp bed his eyes were suddenly full of suspicion as he watched several of his captors come down the stairs and congregate in the basement.
The blood was set aside as they opened the door to his cage, it was high enough for a person to walk in comfortably but it was only three metres by two metres. The hunters were always cautious even though the vampire had never attacked them, he began to whimper and whine desperately but received no mercy. Two of the hunters grabbed his arms.
“Fangs,” the leader growled holding a pair of pliers in his hand. The captive didn’t shift, rolling his eyes the leader slapped the vampire forcing his half grown fangs to reveal themselves. Without a moment’s hesitation the hunter pulled the fangs out of the boy’s mouth ignoring his howls of pain. With both removed they threw the vampire aside and left the cage slipping the cup of blood through the bars for him.
Desperately the young vampire crawled forward and grabbed the blood to drink it down and relieve the pain of having his fangs pulled yet again. With the small drink gone he crawled back onto the cot and wrapped himself up in his blanket lying down, his blonde hair which was roughly cut fell over the thin pillow. He closed his eyes wishing desperately for his torment to end.